The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 69: Corpses as War Messages, Battle at Shuanglong Gorge
"How could this be... These people are impolite and have offended Your Excellency. Even if Your Excellency does not take action, I will punish them later."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wenjie shuddered, and his body involuntarily bent over, trembling slightly.

"Judge Zhou is indeed a reasonable person," Hong Yuan praised.

Hearing the screams coming from downstairs, Zhou Wenjie's face twitched, and he hurriedly asked, "But what is it that Your Excellency wants me to do..."

“Simple!” Hong Yuan looked up at the dome and said calmly, “Chen Jiulang is dead. I need you to help me send his body to the Cao Gang and arrange a duel with ‘Surging Wave Hand’ on my behalf…”

By this time, Hong Yuan naturally knew that the number one expert of the Canal Gang was Lei Meng, the "Surging Wave Hand," a grandmaster-level martial artist.

However, he has not appeared in public for many years, and there are many rumors circulating in the martial arts world, with many people speculating that he is dead.

This is not important to Hong Yuan. Even without Lei Meng, there is still the Canal Gang.

Rather, his original purpose was to take over the Canal Gang organization.

“This…” Zhou Wenjie was dumbfounded.

Hong Yuan turned to look at him: "Can you do it?"

"Yes, yes, of course!" Zhou Wenjie nodded vigorously.

Hong Yuan gave him an approving look, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed, "A person like you, who can bend and stretch, and can endure what ordinary people cannot, is truly a rare talent in the world. It would be a great pity if you died. I have high hopes for you."

"Thank you for your praise, but I am unworthy of it."

"Alright, get this done for me!" As he spoke, Hong Yuan turned around.

Zhou Wenjie's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead. He reached out and touched his chest, suddenly feeling that being alive was better than anything else.

laugh!
A flash of silver light suddenly shot out, fast and venomous, like a venomous snake that had been lurking for a long time. It abruptly pierced through his hand that was on his chest and plunged into his chest.

Zhou Wenjie felt a chill run down his spine and looked down in surprise.

Hong Yuan turned his head, looked at the silver spear he had thrust out with his backhand, and then at Zhou Wenjie. His face showed even more shock and astonishment than Zhou Wenjie's.

He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! This hand of mine is a scholar's hand, and it just started moving for no reason. This, this really wasn't my intention!"

As Zhou Wenjie looked at Hong Yuan's sincere expression, intense pain erupted at that moment, causing him to roar loudly. His originally handsome face instantly became ferocious and terrifying.

A venomous curse escaped his throat: "You bastard...you son of a bitch who deserves to be torn to pieces, I'll fuck you..."

puff!
The dark spear tip flashed and pierced Zhou Wenjie's forehead once more.

Hong Yuan then disgustedly pulled out the tip of his spear and wiped the dirt off the other man's clothes. He sighed and said, "We scholars should have the composure to disregard life, death, honor, and disgrace. It's just death, yet you've lost your composure like this. You've utterly disgraced scholars!"

"I used to think you were a promising talent, what a terrible mistake!"

"Bah! I, Hong, am a man of integrity, and I would be ashamed to associate with scum like you!"

He kicked out, and Zhou Wenjie's body tumbled out of the window, then made a heavy thud as it hit the ground.

"Ah! Another one died!" Gasps of alarm erupted again from the street.

"It's Zhou Wenjie! Zhou Wenjie, the Salt and Iron Judge, is dead too!"

With a shout, Hong Yuan unleashed his power, leaped up, smashed through the roof, and landed on the ridge of Dingsheng Building once again.

"Please pass on a message to Senior Lei Meng, the 'Surging Hand' of the Canal Gang..."

Hong Yuan's qi and blood gathered in his throat, and his voice was like rolling waves, rumbling and spreading with the gentle breeze, reaching the ears of many people in Jinshifang.

Hundreds of people looked up at the rooftop, but all they could see was a blurry figure under the glow, his face indistinct, yet his powerful presence assaulted the minds of everyone present.

Bang!
With a flick of his foot, Hong Yuan tossed Chen Jiulang's corpse into the air before it plummeted to the ground. Then, with a gentle tap of his other foot, the dragon-patterned hook-and-sickle spear shot out.

Hong Yuan leaped up, his speed even faster than the hook-and-sickle spear. He arrived first despite being behind, his green shadow flashing as he reached the corpse and the hook-and-sickle spear in front of him.

While he was in mid-air, one of his hands intercepted the hook-and-sickle spear, and with a sudden surge of power, he hurled it out.

All anyone heard was the sound of an arrow piercing the air, and then Chen Jiulang's body was pierced by the hook-and-sickle spear, which hooked his entire body and nailed it to the huge "Dingshenglou" plaque on the fourth floor.

"Let this corpse serve as a battle signal. Three days later, at noon, we will engage in battle above Shuanglong Gorge."

As Hong Yuan's voice rang out, he landed at the same time, his toes lightly touching the glazed tiles before darting towards the other side of the restaurant like lightning. With a few quick leaps, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

A brief silence fell over the scene as everyone stared blankly at Chen Jiulang's hanging corpse. After a while, alarms began to erupt from all sides.

"'A single, dazzling shot'—Hong Yuan challenges 'The Hand of Surging Waves'—Lei Meng?"

"Two top masters, locked in a decisive battle at Twin Dragon Gorge?!"

"Will the Canal Gang agree?"

"Chen Jiulang's corpse serves as a declaration of war. If the Canal Gang still wants to survive in the martial arts world, it has no choice but to agree..."

"Hong Yuan's martial arts are unfathomable, and Lei Meng is also a grandmaster. Such a battle between masters has not been seen in Linjiang Prefecture for at least ten years! Both of their nicknames contain the character 'surprise,' so why not call this battle the 'Battle of Two Surprises'!"

"Hehe! Lei Meng is a hidden dragon in the Canal Gang, and Hong Yuan's spear technique is also known as agile as a swimming dragon. The decisive battle is at Shuanglong Gorge, so it is naturally a 'Battle of Two Dragons'!"

Many people in the martial arts world were discussing it and spreading the news. In just one day, the news had spread like wildfire, from Yanquan County to several surrounding counties, and then to even more distant places.

Located in the southwest of Linjiang Prefecture, at the foot of Mangcang Mountain.

A vast estate stands here.

The garden was filled with houses, but there was no luxurious decoration. Inside, there were many people, including servants, maids, stewards, and mostly strong, vigorous men full of courage and energy.

The park has more than a dozen martial arts arenas, each with strong men practicing their skills alone, sparring with others, or fighting with knives and swords.

Although it wasn't a life-or-death struggle, injuries occurred from time to time. However, these people seemed to be used to being injured and didn't feel any pain. Instead, they laughed and went down to get bandaged up before quickly returning to the training ground.

In one of the martial arts arenas, a burly man with sharp, hawk-like eyes stood with his arms crossed, observing the two people fighting in the arena.

One of them had a square and resolute face, exuding a masculine aura; he was Yang Lie.

Now that Yang Lie has shaved off his beard, he looks even more heroic and extraordinary.

"Yang Lie, that brat, didn't practice martial arts properly before. Although he became much more active after arriving at Crouching Tiger Manor, he was still somewhat lazy... Recently, he has been stimulated and has started to work hard, and his martial arts have progressed very quickly."

The burly man was none other than Wu Duxiong. He observed Yang Lie fighting with others, nodded inwardly, and extended his palm, from which a faint flow of energy emanated, flickering and shimmering.

“Even for Wu, who used to barely achieve ‘freedom of control’, he has now become much more solid.”

Wu Duxiong shifted his gaze from Yang Lie to the others, "There are indeed many experts in this Crouching Tiger Manor. That Master Song has put in so much effort and spent so much money to support hundreds of retainers to hone their martial arts every day. His ambitions are far from small..."

As Wu Duxiong was thinking this, he suddenly saw a scholar dressed in Confucian robes slowly walking towards him.

He recognized the man; he was one of the advisors and strategists under Song Yinglong, the master of Wohu Mountain Villa, and his name was Xu Jinming.

Wu Duxiong had never dealt with Xu Jinming before, so he didn't think much of it. But to his surprise, the other party came straight for him. When he got close, he cupped his hands in greeting and said with a smile, "Greetings, Brother Wu. Do you have some free time now?"

Wu Duxiong, unaware of his purpose, was somewhat wary, but instead stretched and said, "I have plenty of free time, so I just want to drink. What advice do you have for me, Mr. Xu?"

"Haha, what a coincidence, the master of the manor was just about to invite Brother Wu for a drink."

(End of this chapter)